His Arranged Protection의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 29

~~LENA~~I couldn’t stay inside anymore.After everything, the walls felt like they were closing in. I slipped out of bed late at night, threw on an oversized shirt and shorts and headed towards the garden. Without a real plan, I just needed air.The cool night air brushed against my skin as I walked slowly, trying to clear my head.I had gone farther than I intended, all the way to the far end of the garden where the iron fence met the road outside when I heard a low rumble of a motorcycle.The rider slowed down and stopped a few feet away, cutting the engine. He pulled off his helmet, revealing messy dark hair and a grin on his face.He looked young, maybe twenty-five."Nice night for a walk," he said, like finding a girl at a fence at midnight was completely normal.I crossed my arms. "Something like that."He tilted his head. "Couldn't sleep?" “No. Just walking.”He leaned forward

Morning light came through the tall windows, but it didn’t do anything for the knot sitting in my stomach. I was curled up in the armchair, my oversized black shirt swallowing me whole, just staring at a cup of coffee that had gone cold without me noticing.I had actually slept last night, which was unusual… but it didn't help much. My body still felt heavy with exhaustion and leftover tension from everything that had happened.The door opened while I was already on edge, and three people walked in. People I hadn’t seen before.A woman came in first. Tall enough that it immediately annoyed me, because I was short. Really. Her sleeves were rolled up, exposing her toned forearms. Walking just behind her was a younger guy with messy dark hair and an easy, half-smile that felt completely out of place in this heavy mansion. I set the coffee cup down a little too hard. “Who are you people?”The woman met my gaze straight on. “Isabel Vega. This

~~LENA~~I stared at him.Kai.For a moment, my brain simply refused to place it properly. His face was familiar from that night outside the gate. I recognized the sharp jawline and the dark tousled hair. But seeing him here, inside these walls, the context felt completely wrong."What are you doing here?" I asked, taking a cautious step back.He flashed that same smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes this time. “You gave me the wrong number. That’s what I’m doing here.”I blinked, caught off guard. “What? That can’t be right. I’m sure I typed it correctly that night.”"The contact you saved in my phone. It didn't go through." He shrugged one shoulder. "So I had to find you the old-fashioned way. Took some effort, but here we are."“You broke into a secured property because a phone number didn’t work?” My voice rose with disbelief. “Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? How insane that sounds? People don’t j

The door to Lena's room clicked shut behind me. I stood in the corridor for a moment, letting the silence of the upper level settle around me. Then I turned and walked. Matteo was already there when I reached the top of the main staircase, moving up from the lower level. “Full report,” I said. He walked half a step behind me, tablet glowing in his grip as he spoke without slowing down. “Perimeter breach on the east garden wall. They cut through a blind spot in the camera coverage—old wiring issue we missed in last month's audit." His voice was steady. “Two guards at the outer entrance are dead. Throats slit clean. Another three in the garden vicinity injured… two with stab wounds, one unconscious from a blow to the head... they were spread too thin on that shift. The intruder made it all the way to the central hedges before engaging Lena.” “Yuki?” I asked. “Deep laceration on the hand from the stone border. The Doc stitched him up. He'll lose some mobility short-term but

The next morning I couldn’t keep the thoughts out of my head. Bianca didn’t feel just like a guest anymore.. She felt like something placed inside the house on purpose.Whqt could be her plan? Does she want to… kill me?I shook my head quickly, cutting the thought off before it could finish.I stepped into the lounge area and saw Yuki.He sat slumped in an armchair, one leg stretched out, the other bent awkwardly. His injured hand rested on a low table, wrapped in fresh bandages that already looked slightly rumpled. He was scowling at a small bottle, trying to twist the cap off with his good hand and teeth.I hesitated for a moment longer than I should have. “Need help?”He startled slightly, then relaxed when he saw it was me. A half-smile tugged at his mouth. “Nah, I got it. Occupational hazard of being a guard who trips over his own dramatic entrance.”I walked over anyway, taking the bottle from him before he could argue. The cap was hard to open, and his fingers were shaking a l